Kaydence had been feeling a bit upset and uncomfortable with his hair. He tried to grow it out a bit to get over his past, but he just couldn’t do it. Not yet at least. He sighed, looking at his reflection in the mirror for a second before he walked out of the bathroom, going towards yours and his shared bedroom.

“Love?” His deep but soothing voice spoke as he opened the bedroom door and shut the door behind him, gesturing to the scissors in his hand. “Can you cut my hair for me, please?”